American Style - Ty Stone

Me and my sister used to run our mouths

About growin' up and getting out

We’re both still livin' in the same damn house

And there ain’t nobody goin' nowhere

My old man Frankie just turned 58

Talks retirement, tells mama someday

But they can’t make it on that 401k

So there ain’t nobody goin' nowhere

But we’re a family, American Style

From the hard hats in the steel mills to the farmers on the plow

We’re all in this together, every mother, man and child

We’re a family, American Style

I got an uncle down in Tennessee

Had him a good job buildin' GMC’s

He got the news, their plant’s headed overseas

And there ain’t nobody goin' nowhere

And my main man Mike he’s living on my couch

I bring my girlfriend in my momma’s house

And the bank’s trying to kick everybody out

But there ain’t nobody goin' nowhere

Cause we’re a family, American Style

From the hard hats in the steel mills to the farmers on the plow

We’re all in this together, every mother, man and child

We’re a family, American Style

And oh, the red, white and blue

Hey, it was built on folks like me and you

Yeah, yeah, yeah

To all the good folks workin' overtime

And all you soldiers on the battle lines

Just know I got your back, hell I know you got mine

Get up, get up

We’re a family, American Style

If you feel the way I do

Stand up and say it loud, yeah, yeah, yeah

We’re a family, American Style

From the hard hats in the steel mills to the farmers on the plow

We’re all in this together, every mother, man and child

We’re a family, we’re a family American Style

We’re a family, we’re a family American Style

We’re a family, we’re a family